Sevens

Located in the middle of the village, I was roofing out Porter's shield.

Place a table and draw a simple map on paper.

That's how we find out where to reinforce the village and where to set up the trap.

Draw a map and write down the location and type of trap there.

After breakfast, there was Mr. Miranda near me.

Luca is watching me next to her.

The village chief of the village of Zioni looked at the map and was surprised. Most importantly, Mr. Clark's surprise is more amazing.

"Lyell, did you think of this overnight?

As for the village chief.

"Reinforcement and trap installation... no, but with this number of people"

The village chief was thinking about whether it was possible to install the reinforcements and traps I wrote.

Mr. Norma, who was watching it, tells me.

"What are you surprised about? Anyone would come up with something like this. I would add traps here and here to reinforce this place"

It was Mr. Norma, who comes confidently, but a second generation erupted when he heard it.

"What the hell. Too Incompetent '

The third generation laughs a lot.

'Surely anyone can think of one, can't they? But it's a different question of whether we can do it or not. "

Explain to Norma that Mr. Clark shook his head.

"Captain, we're short on manpower. You need to do at least this in a few days. In the meantime there will be some hippogriff raids, and this much reinforcement and trap installation is needed before the griffon comes out"

The village chief looked disgusted when he saw Mr. Norma.

"... I'm having trouble having a trap set up in my current location on a boulder. Even if you can put it back together later, there's a house there."

Mr. Norma takes a step back. He had a remorseful look.

(Well, I thought about setting up more traps.)

Fourth generation says.

'You think about it and install it, don't you? But I guess this is the limit.'

The fifth generation rushes me to give the next instruction.

'Lyell, keep your mouth shut forever and move on. From here on out, it's a battle against time. "

I decided to give instructions to the assembled face.

"Now, Mr. Norma, please wait here. If you can run someone here for the report, I'll give you instructions. Mr. Clark needs to start training soldiers. The village chief reinforces the village. Mr. Miranda..."

Miranda knows, so she replies.

"It's a trap installation. I know you can, but on a big scale, you're just gonna give me directions. I've got the tools, but it'll take a day to get ready."

I told her it would be fine because I'm considering it too.

"Second time installing a trap - if you'll let me finish by the time Griffon comes out."

I was using hippoglyphs and letting them raid the village.

First, Hippogriff will lead the demons to raid the village.

The way I hunt him down with a jitter seems kind of nasty to me.

Most of all, if this is a dragon or something, the village or something will soon be destroyed.

Maybe Griffon doesn't make much of a move because he's hoarding it with force.

"Nowem and Clara will also be invited to participate in the reinforcement. Let Monica help you cook, so don't take turns eating or resting too. Any opinions?

When I look over everyone, one of the knights on the spot asks.

"Oh, no... that... at whose direction are we"

A knight who sees a flicker and Mr. Norma, but I say kick ass here.

"As commander's deputy, I'll give you instructions. Report it to me."

When the knight nodded, he looked a little relieved.

Sixth generation says.

'... this guy, isn't he supposed to be a commander?

The seventh generation agrees.

'Well, you're excellent in a different way. It's a troublesome talent from the people who use it.'

Out of sight, Mr. Norma standing on the spot.

(Sure, you're good in a different way. I just don't seem to be doing it well)

I would have been able to come out in a different way......

With that in mind, I'll answer the question.

Some questions don't matter, others don't understand the story at all.

While answering that, when asked to explain even how to work, it became a direct flow in the field.

Seeing those meetings, the second generation says.

'Wow... you're anxious'

Why are you making it seem like you're having fun while saying you're anxious? I thought that from the bright tone of the second generation.

I borrowed a horse and used my skills to check the whole village.

It is the style of looking at the villages where the work goes, while rushing if there is a problem.

I could have waited for a report in the center, but I just moved out and had more trouble.

When you confirm the incident, you run the horse to the scene.

On the outside of the wall, which was made by piercing the round-tails, the trenches were dug to make a high and low difference.

The soil is served on the wall side and also serves as reinforcement.

It's hard work, but it was Nowem who was rubbing it there.

A villager sees Nowem's magic, and he's making a scene.

"Why won't you do it all! I'm in a hurry, so you can do that!

A skinny man was making a scene wearing worn out clothes, but his surroundings had a frightened look.

Nowem explains.

"So you can't do everything you can. I will wait for treatment after this, and magic needs to be preserved."

"You're just going to make it easier for one!

When I saw the noisy man, he didn't look very decent.

There, a small man walks out.

Is it Norm?

"Hey, don't even work earlier. Don't make a scene, can you help me? Besides, you don't get paid if you don't do your job."

Small gnomes are a category of height, even adults, at one hundred and fifty. A skinny man looks at Norm's youth and shouts out.

"You're kidding me! Norm's fucking little one shut up and do his job! Don't cling to humans! If this woman finishes her job quickly, I'll get paid too."

To a skinny man who's spitting and screaming that far, I get close on my horse.

"I'm not offering you a reward. I'll tell you what, Nowem is also a watchman. I pay you according to your work, but I'll add you if I have any results. But the other way around, it's just less rewarding."

The skinny guy who saw me suddenly grew up.

And Norm's youth was wiping away the spit the man had flown as he said "dirty."

"I'm serious... but this woman... Norm..."

I raise my voice to a man complaining about bumps.

"If you have a complaint, tell me! If you're not willing to work, stay out of my way! And work here is lagging behind the most. If you stay behind, no extra rewards."

With that said, the villagers who were watching rush back to work.

We're competing for where we can get the job done the fastest.

If it was true, I would have liked to be careful about the quality of my work, but speed mattered now.

"I'm sorry, Master Lyell"

Get off the horse, I'll check the work with Nowem.

"No, that's about as cute as it gets."

I was watching Norm's youth while I said that. I heard the tips were clever and in the village they were imitating carpenters.

The blacksmith Dwarf is at Mr. Miranda's with a hole dig to install the trap.

"I wish I had a blacksmith who liked me."

Joking to Nowem, he had a slightly troubled look on his face.

"Because I want you to work harder with trap installations than this one. And we need to get weapons ready."

Crossbow arrows.

Gun.

I'm going to have them ready, too.

"Run inside as soon as the enemy strikes. So far, there's no movement, but the village chief seems to be coming within a sensory distance."

"I'll be careful. Take care of yourself, Master Lyell."

"I know."

When you say that and get on the horse, you check the situation around you with your skills.

The next problem was at Clara's.

(everywhere is just a problem)

Running his horse, he heard a third generation. I get angry at the sounds that I seem to enjoy whilst nibbling.

'Here, come on. This kind of thing is fun for watching.'

I also agree with the fourth generation.

'Besides it's easy to think you're not responsible, you can afford it and it looks like a lot of things'

And the fifth generation.

"Oh, I know that."

(You guys......)

Leaving the ancestors enjoying themselves, I headed under Clara.

It was around the time when we started working and the day began to tilt.

I'm back under the porter, and when I get off the horse, I speak to Mr. Norma waiting there.

"Is anyone here?"

The truth is, I know nobody's here to report it, but I tried to talk to him.

Mr. Norma looks grumpy, short.

"Nothing. If that Monica is a maid of honor in the flower garden, I brought her a meal."

I guess I've put something like soup in a wooden plate.

Mr. Norma, who sits in a chair after a meal, seems free.

Third generation says.

"This guy, come on... let's put him somewhere."

Seventh generation rejects.

'We decided to take the form of a guerrilla, didn't we? Rejected. Lyell moves more than I thought it would, so isn't it enough to keep it as a surrogate?

My surrogate, my surrogate, is a real captain...

I don't know why.

Doing so, Monica brought my meal. I have a plate in the basin, and it runs with a smile.

Monica tells me she's getting closer when she's worried about not falling.

"Did you think I'd fall? Too bad! Food can't be crude."

I get angry at the way I see this one, and I get a meal from Monica.

I've traveled all over the village on horseback, and my meal was delayed.

Look at my meal, Mr. Norma says.

"Hey, my meal and contents are different!

Monica, collecting Mr. Norma's dishes, was laughing with her nose.

"So? Because the ingredients are our bringing"

Leave Monica alone with her regrettable Norma and I'll finish the meal quickly. Look at that. There's a seventh generation.

"Lyell... I used to be such a well-behaved kid"

The second generation frightens me.

"Think of the hour and the case. This is a battlefield."

The seventh generation says back.

'On the battlefield, the Walt family is the Count! That behavior is important!

The third generation is the last.

"... but Lyell is not a nobleman right now."

I finished my meal listening to your ancestors talk.

Monica said something about "eating extravagantly... and such..." ignore it and use your skills.

If I don't use it while pinching the break, I will get tired.

Monica drops off her back to her place with her dishes.

I was checking on the village with my skills and the nearby woods.

And I stood up with my head on.

"... you could let me take a break"

Mr. Norma was getting up from the chair looking surprised when he pulled through the sabel. He's taking a distance from me.

When I slapped the porter, Shannon came out of it.

He came out with a flaw, so I'll slap him gently.

"That hurts!

"Prepare for wolf smoke. Hurry!"

Then he was setting fire to the tools to raise the wolf smoke that Wata and Shannon had installed near the porter.

Let it ignite with simple magic, and after a while the dark smoke will rise into the sky.

"Hey! This is painful!!"

Seeing Shannon run into Porter coughing, I thought.

(You really feel sorry for the beautiful girl, don't you)

It was Mr. Norma who was a dick, but I'm pretty sure he's a knight. He was taking the weapon in his hand at the stage of preparing wolf smoke.

"It's about thirty bodies coming, right? It's led by Hippogriff."

The number of demons leading is increasing.

I used to hear about ten bodies.

(When you attack people and accumulate power, if you say so, I read it in a book...)

There are many mysteries in demonic habits.

The same goes for having something in your body called the Demon Stone, but also with regard to your diet.

It is attacking humans and beasts, but has a long sense of eating for the body.

(Isn't that what you think now?)

I speak to Mr. Norma and ride the horse.

And he explained the situation to the soldiers of the decree who had been running.

Where does it come from?

How many?

What kind of demons?

Teach them and give instructions on how to move.

It is also the time to earn money for knights and soldiers.

He seemed to think he'd come to him sooner rather than later than nervous.

"It's other than hippoglyphs to deal with them. Fight back if attacked. Or you can run away."

When we are done giving instructions, the decree returns to our own squad.

Expeditionary troops that had a lot of anxiety elements in their hippogriff opponents from the beginning, but to some extent they were better.

And then Mr. Marcus and Mr. Bread come running to me.

"Lyell! There's a demon out there!

Looks like Mr. Marcus is going to fight with a spear.

Mr. Bread also has a serious look.

Seeing how it went, Mr. Norma squeaked bosomly.

"... what can you guys win"

When the troika I helped gathers, I give instructions.

"Hippogriff enters the village. Evacuate near the porter when it's in danger."

Says Mr. Bread.

"You can't get away here! I really need a handle!

He seemed desperate, so he didn't speak up any more.

When you take the bow you carried on your back, you take the arrow out of the arrow barrel. The arrow that exploded was in my possession because of the small number.

I tried to give it to Mr. Clark, but I didn't even have time to try it with a crossbow, so I'm stopping it.

I see the woods with the griffon. I see the hippo griff that jumped up from there.

Goblins are out of the woods and following hippoglyphs.

"It would have been easier if the orcs had come out."

I wanted to keep my opponent's combat power down here, but it doesn't seem to go so well.

The village gets noisy all at once.

He seems to have suspected that the wolf smoke has gone up, but he is in a hurry to take a serious evacuation because the demons have actually attacked him.

"Now you'll be okay with the production"

Mr. Marcus says, looking at me.

"The real thing... this would be the real thing too"

I shook my head to the side.

"How well we win, and that changes the future"

When I heard my words, the sixth generation called out.

'I started to say. But don't be alarmed. "

When I grip the treasure balls, I see the demons move.

(From the place, you're Aria)

- The demons who have raided the village of Zioni were prevented from attacking by reinforced walls.

Soldiers and knights attack there with crossbows and spears to reduce the number.

But it has nothing to do with flying hippogriffs.

When I jumped into the village, I was blowing up one soldier and searching for prey.

The forefoot has eagle claws.

I wasn't trying to grab one of the soldiers and let them go.

The grabbed soldier is blown away, gripped with strong force, nails eating in and spitting blood.

Around the perimeter, knights and soldiers surrounded Hippogriff with spears.

A knight or a soldier who is bigger than a horse at a time is losing his back, even if he says he will get money.

In the meantime, it was Aria who popped up.

Grabbing the spear, Buckler took it off and jumped on the hippogriff.

"Let me see if I can fly with my grasp!

When you narrow the distance in an instant, stick your spear straight into the hippogriff.

It's just that you have good eyes, Hippogriff was trying to take a distance and jump up instantly.

When I throw the soldier I was grabbing at, my people rush over.

Aria throws the knife instantly, but she doesn't have as many arms as Miranda, so she's easily avoided by hippoglyphs.

The hippogriff, who spreads his wings and jumps up, speaks tall as a bird sounds with the eagle's head.

Aria laughed as she set a goal for Aria and tried to attack her.

"You don't lick people."

The moment Hippogriff tried to gain momentum in the air, everyone was evacuated from the spot.

The net didn't make it.

But there's no other way.

Throw a stone tied to each end of the string, aimed at a hippogriff.

Throwed using centrifugal force, they strike directly at the head of the hippogriff, mostly coming off but only one, with one wrapped around the left wing and dropped to the ground.

It's a hippogriff that swings away what's immediately wound up, but there's no way Aria's gonna miss that gap either.

Aria's red balls emit light and make her use her skills.

When you stick the spear up your head, stick the rambling hippogriff straight into the ground and seal it up.

The power didn't look like a girl.

Exactly, he is a fierce man.

"You look so cute..."

"I'm gonna stop talking."

It's bright red with blood.

The perimeter was donning on Aria, who pierced the spear and bathed in the return blood of a rampaging hippoglyph.

(I guess to this extent... Central knights are weak)

Aria, making sure the hippogriff stopped moving, took out the towel and wiped her face.

Soldiers and villagers who collect the tools they throw will check with Aria.

"Oh, um... what do we do?

Aria replies with a smile.

Yet the soldiers said, "Hih!," he said in surprise.

"You don't have to worry. I'll tell Lyell. Next time, please."

"Yes!

Collect the tools and the knights and soldiers confirm Hippogriff's body.

When I made sure he was indeed dead, one of them ran off as a preaching order.

"Well, what's going on out there..."

When I thought so and looked around, knights and soldiers who were sticking against walls and dealing with demons were also gathered to see hippogriffs.

(Is it over? There is one injured person......)

The door was removed and used as a stretcher, and the soldiers are transported.

Aria, who decided Nowem would do something about the wound, pulled the spear out of the hippogriff.

Seeing a demon with a horse's lower body stuck to the eagle's body, Aria is satisfied with her achievements.

(But it's tough being a griffon on a boulder.)

From the feeling when you poke the spear, if only your skull was a little harder...

Aria who thinks so.

You won't be able to call me a lady anymore.

Lyell on horseback rushed under Aria to confirm the weapon.

Behind it came Marcus and Bread, dropping their shoulders when they made sure the fight was over.

I don't think you saw anyone get hurt.

As Lyell descends from his horse, he speaks the words of labor to Aria.

"You don't seem to be hurt. Safe and at ease. Still, it's hardly a blow."

Aria says, wiping away the blood.

Short reply, but my voice seemed happy.

"Oh, yeah? Well, I'm growing up too."

When Lyell looks around, he gives instructions to lower the wounded knights and soldiers.

And he left it to Marcus and Bred to fill the hole.

They don't like it.

Aria says when she sees the two of them walking toward the wall.

"... Lyell"

"Hmm?"

"I wonder if I was like that."

Then Lyell smiled.

"That's right. Something tells me it's an easy job to keep an eye on, and you didn't like it. You had an attitude that you wanted a more important job. Not that blatant."

To Laughing Lyell, Aria gets angry.

"Don't be so sure! I'm still reflecting on this!

Lyell smiled gently.

"Then wouldn't it be nice? Now it's just a joke. I don't know what's gonna happen to those two."

I'm sorry for the joke. That's if you only have regrets if you're serious then, etc.

Lyla, who lost her arm and suffered burns - remembers the second adventurer who coached herself, and Aria gets a serious look.

Aria didn't miss giving Lyell a slightly lonely look when she hadn't undertaken until the education of the two.

And Lyell says.

"We also have hot water for the injured, so you should wipe your body. Oh, and."

"And?"

I was wondering if there was anything else yet, while Lyell was seriously worried.

"... it's not just within my people, so you shouldn't be naked and urry like Aramsarth"

"And I didn't!

the two flirting. Says the surrounding knights and soldiers, and the villagers.

"I can't get excited about a bloody woman."

"That woman is fierce, too, but that man is fierce in a different way,"

"You can't be an adventurer or a knight or a soldier woman..."

When Aria caught sight of the people who said that, she ran away immediately.